Page 55 of The Bratva Bosses' Surrogate

“No,” I confess with a throaty chuckle, my eyes dancing with wicked delight at her surprise. “I thought it might be...stimulating.”

“But...sharks?” Her voice wavers.

In response, I circle my arm around her waist and pull her close. Her scent fills my senses. Sweet and innocent, everything I’m not. Yet, it’s that very purity which draws me in like a moth to a flame.

“Sofia,” I murmur in her ear, “are you scared?”

“I’m not scared,” she retorts defiantly, drawing herself up to her full height. “I just, well, I didn’t expect this.”

I chuckle darkly, pressing my lips against her temple. “Good.” Letting go of her waist, I lead her towards the dock where our private boat awaits.

Throughout our journey to the diving spot, there’s an undercurrent of tension thrumming between us. We exchange banter as we always do; hers light-hearted while mine is laced with innuendos that make her blush and laugh nervously.

Once we’re at the spot, I help Sophia into the diving suit, my fingers lingering on the curve of her waist, the small of her back. Her breath hitches slightly at the contact even as she bites her lower lip to suppress a smile. I love making her nervous, it’s such a fucking turn-on.

“I’ve never done this before,” she admits, biting her lip.

“Relax,” I say, my voice rougher than I intended. “I’m going to take care of you.”

Once we’re both suited up, I lead her to the edge of the boat. There are two instructors.

“See them?” I ask, pointing to the instructors. “They’re the best there is,” I assure her.

She eyes the men with apprehension. “What if they’re not good enough?”

I snort, my arms crossing over my chest. “Trust me, darling, if they weren’t good enough, they’d be dead by now,” I reply, glancing at her with a smirk.

The sight of sharks swirling below us sends a thrill through my veins that rivals any high-speed chase or deadly mission I’ve survived before. We’ll keep it short because she’s pregnant.

“I’ve got your back, Sofia,” I mutter, my words barely audible over the sound of the waves lapping against our boat. “We’ll only dive for a short while. You don’t have to worry about anything. Just stick with me.”

Her face turns serious and she licks her lips. I force myself to hold in a groan at the sight. Damn, that woman knows how to push my buttons without even trying.

Before I can stop myself, I lean in closer, my eyes scanning her pink lips up close. “You sure you’re up for this?” I ask, the words pushing past my lips before I can filter them.

She nods firmly, her eyes never leaving mine. “Yeah,” she says, her voice stronger than before.

“Good,” I say, biting back a smirk as I watch her squirm under my gaze.

Sofia takes a deep breath and adjusts her diving goggles under my watchful gaze. Her courage sets me ablaze.

I step behind her, my hand brushing against the small of her back as we approach the edge of the boat together. My fingers itch to explore further but I hold myself back. I’ve got plans for this girl and they don’t involve premature satisfaction.

“Ready?” I ask, a grin on my face as she looks up at me.

She swallows hard, then nods her head. A flicker of fear in her eyes, masked quickly by sheer determination. She’s stronger than she gives herself credit for.

The adrenaline is intoxicating, and Sofia’s fear mixed with excitement is a damn aphrodisiac like no other.

“Time to dive,” I announce, moving towards the edge of the boat with Sofia following behind me.

I can’t help but admire her courage - my beautiful, brave girl who is out here facing her fears head-on with me. It stirs something dark and possessive within me and I tighten my grip on her hand.

“We’re going to have a blast,” I promise, my voice barely audible over the sound of our own breathing.

“I’m counting on it,” Sofia replies, her voice holds a touch of fear but also excitement. It’s thrilling, it’s intoxicating. And fuck me if it doesn’t turn me on more than anything else. She eases the regulator into her mouth and I envision her doing the same to my cock.

Stepping forward, I press my body against Sofia’s, so she can feel the raw power coursing through me. I can tell her pulse quickens; a testament to the dangerous allure that clings to me like a second skin.

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